Perverse, you! Spooj bath...pain, you. Teeth that chew...and teach—joy? Groans, drones...you knew! Eroded, you. Sanguine monologues— we don’t bleed on the virgin bed. We, not you!...we don’t pray, we preach. We, not you!...we can’t love. Yes we, not you!
Pic: Joe D'Alessandro, Andy Warhol's friend (1973)
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wolves and nights,fangs and claws,your poetry is replete with these images.edgy and in your face.keep writing...check out my blog if u can...Rishi.
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